ROMANCE: Badass Boss (Billionaire Alpha Bad Boy Romance) (Western Mail Order Bride Calendar Contemporary) (48 page)
Authors: Susan Fleming
BOOK: ROMANCE: Badass Boss (Billionaire Alpha Bad Boy Romance) (Western Mail Order Bride Calendar Contemporary)
9.27Mb size Format: txt, pdf, ePub
Chapter 2
Hot Boss for the Hot Summer
Jane
“Good morning, sir,” a woman in a black pantsuit greeted my dad as he went inside his office. Damn. Their company has expanded this much already. Well, at least I’m not going to waste my time here— I’m determined to learn something.
“Good morning,” Dad stiffly answered. I’ve read about many boss and secretary romances and honestly, Dad’s secretary was hot, like, bombshell hot. She’s a brunette with big boobs, small waist, and her legs are slender, too. Does Dad think she’s sexy? I think she’s sexy. These are one of the few times that it’s a good thing my dad is as stiff as he is. He might not be the most affectionate guy, but he and Mom never had infidelity issues. The thought made me smile as I followed Dad in his office.
“Hannah, Jane is coming with me on the meeting. You can just continue the paperwork we have for today,” Dad told his secretary.
“Yes, sir,” she nodded, turned around and walked away.
“Why are you taking me to the meeting?” I asked Dad as I took a seat on the sofa inside his office.
“Well, you agreed to be an intern. You’ll take down the minutes,” he answered as he was reviewing some papers on his desk. Yeah, I totally had the choice whether or not to agree.
“So you’re going to be my boss?” I raised my eyebrows. What is he planning? Keeping me on a leash all my life or something?
“Yes. Come. It’s going to start in a few minutes.”
I rolled my eyes at him and followed.
There were only a few people inside the boardroom when we entered. Most of them are in their forties and older but I think they have become better with age, like wine. These are gentlemen and I nodded to a few of them.
I wasn’t able to help but become self-conscious over my appearance. My outfit was a tight black mini skirt with a black blazer thrown over my white shirt. The look is formal enough, but with a classy sexiness, and I could say that I dress better than any of the secretaries.
Dad took a seat and I sat on the swivel chair on his left side. After a few minutes, another gentleman in his forties arrived. Dashing. That was what came into my mind as I stared at him with awe.
Carson
As I entered the room, I noticed a young lady sitting beside John. She must be his new secretary. Young. Curvy. Sexy. I like her, immediately taking note to ask for her later. If she’s an intern, asking for her as my secretary is easy. Nobody ever says no to the CEO, so it’s not a problem.
After the meeting, I watched as John sent away his secretary and rushed over to me. As usual, he talked enthusiastically— eager to make friends and be as close as possible to me. However, I am not that guy. Flattery has no effect on me. He should have known this already, after years of being partners. I do not like people who beg for attention. His secretary caught my attention, though… Hmm… Perhaps today is a different day.
“Carson, sir,” he smiled at me.
“Yes, John. Good morning.” I smiled back, and I could tell he liked it. Some men are like dogs, really. The more you deprive them of something, the more they love you when you offer them scraps— the more they will happily kiss your ass.
“I was meaning to talk to you about a case I was handling lately.” Nah, I don’t get pleased with those strategies. This guy can handle everything on his plate. He must have thought that it would flatter me if he asks for my help.
“Yes, sure. Let’s talk about it over lunch. In the meantime, I was also going to ask you about something,” I told him.
“Sure, Carson,” he beamed.
“I was thinking of getting an assistant for the summer and I’m looking for an intern to help me with a lot of paperwork. Can you recommend someone worthy of the position?” I asked him. It thrills me, this moment of waiting to see if he’s going to bite and offer me his secretary. I’m sure he will entrust me, considering the way he looks up to me even if he was clearly my senior.
“Yes, of course, of course. My daughter.” What? Meh.
“May I see her today?” I just told him politely. I bet his daughter would be as stiffy-do as he is, a conservative Christian perhaps? Not my type.
“Well, she’s here right now.” Whatever.
“Alright. Meet me in my office in ten, then.” I said. Boring. It wasn’t the response I wanted. I walked out of the boardroom and into my office. I guess I have to give him a chance. Fine, I settled and waited.
The phone on my desk rang shortly after.
“Yes, let him come in,” I told the receptionist over the phone.
Jane
“Jane, the CEO wants you to be his executive assistant for the whole summer. I want you to give him the best service you can give. I want you to understand that this is a very big opportunity for you to learn,” Dad said while walking back and forth in his office, lecturing me about how I should not mess up.
I giggled to myself. “Service.” I would gladly give him good service. The CEO, I knew, was the last one who entered the boardroom.
When he entered the boardroom and everyone fell silent. I was in awe. I never imagined that a gentleman of his age could be that debonair in real life. The celebrities I have been fantasizing about are not half as good as he looks.
His hair was grayish-black and it amazed me that he had not put in an effort into hiding his age, trying to look younger. It was so sexy. This confident older man attracted me immediately. His blue eyes appeared as if they sparkled. He was immaculately dressed with the stance of a man who has been through everything and knows what he has.
I felt hot just thinking about, suddenly realizing that we are already at his office.
Dad talked to a secretary stationed just beside the door of the large corner office. She called him over the phone and then signaled us to go inside.
Carson
It’s a surprise, I have to admit. That sexy young woman is John’s daughter. It’s impressive that someone like him could produce such delicious offspring. Impressive.
They came inside the office and I chatted amicably with her father a bit. I told him to leave after we agreed on the job I have for his daughter. He seemed excited, thinking about her career opportunity no doubt. I’m sure his daughter will be much more thrilled.
When her father left, I took a moment to look at her, taking in her curves and youth with my eyes, my hands itching to do the same. The short black skirt she was wearing just barely reached the middle of her thighs. Her ass looked firm. I wondered if she was wearing a thong, that tiny piece of cloth that clings to a wet cunt.
There two or three undone buttons on her white blouse, hinting at the black lacy bra underneath. Ah. A view that I like, something fresh, something youthful, something never corrupted. I wondered if she’s still a virgin.
Moving back around my desk, I took a bottle of whisky and poured a glass for me. I held it in my hand, smelled it for a second and took a sip. I took a few steps towards where she sat.
“Why do you think I hired you, Jane?” I asked, looking straight into her eyes. Let’s see how this goes.
“Because I am qualified?” she answered. Good, confident. Best of all, she isn’t assuming. I’ve had so many women in my life; most of them wanted to trap me into marriage and did everything to impress me. They think that catching an eligible bachelor like me takes aggressiveness and strength. The secret is, I still go to those that challenge me— those that make men chase not by being aggressive but by being shy.
“Yes, you are qualified. Very qualified.” I ran my eyes on her body again, feeling a slight twitch in my crotch. I walked over to my desk to hide it and signaled her to come and sit on the chair in front of the table.
“Thank you,” she said.
“But, another reason is, I would like to fuck you.” Her pupils dilated with a trace of shock and thrill. She fell silent. I could tell she was an innocent, as shocked as she was.
“Don’t worry though. I take really good care of my women.” I stood up and motioned her to follow me.
“And by the way, I’m Carson.”
Jane
Next thing I knew, I was following him to his car. I don’t have the slightest idea as to where we are going but I continued to follow him because I wanted him. Turns out this internship would not be as boring as I expected. I smiled to myself.
Dad smiled proudly when I passed by his office while following Carson. He thought I was being a good girl. Well, he’s right. I’m sure I will be Carson’s good girl when he asks.
The car stopped in front of a pricey restaurant, somewhere I have not been before. It’s an exclusive place, not everybody who has money can eat here. We had a quick breakfast and it amazed me how the richest people live. It left me in awe of him. Never in my life have I thought about being in here. My family is rich, but definitely not this rich.
“So, do you like the food?” he asked.
“Yes, of course,” I answered timidly. I was still overwhelmed with everything, but still had control over my amazement. I did not want him to see me as an ignorant country girl. I wanted him to want more of me, so I was not going to give in just yet.
“Good. I called Carly to accompany you for some errands. I’ll be back at the office for work and I’ll see you in three hours.” He stood up and left me.
What had just happened? Was he turned off?
It was nerve-wracking to be alone in the restaurant until Carly came. She was the girl who had been at the desk outside his office.
“Where are we going?” I asked her.
“To shop and make you beautiful.” That’s it. That’s probably the longest sentence she said during the trip, otherwise responding with just the occasional yes or no.
We went to a spa for thirty minutes, then to a beauty salon.
She instructed the workers on what to do with me. They cut my hair just above my shoulders, straightened it and colored it platinum blonde. I guess Carson didn’t like redheads? My new hair looked good on me. Or, was it just me? Shorter hair usually makes women look older, but I seemed younger without any hair getting into my face. I thought briefly of what my father would say when he saw me again, but quickly dismissed that as we moved on to the next place.
A makeup artist took over my face and well, what could I say, I came out very different — hotter, perhaps. She emphasized my dark green eyes and put a bit of dark makeup around them, a big contrast to my hair. It was a bit loud, but made me feel more powerful. I usually wear makeup, but never this much, because I didn’t think I could pull it off. The stylist even taught me some techniques on how to do it myself.
After the makeover, we went to an upscale boutique, somewhere I hesitated to go and have never been in.
Carly looked at me from head to foot and started picking some sexy, revealing clothes. She bought some lingerie, too. Too bad I still felt uncomfortable with Carly, because I would have tried them on if she didn’t look so stern and strict. It’s why I just let her have her way. She picked some office clothes, too, but they were still tight and revealing.
Everything happened so fast and after three hours, we were already back at the office.
I thought again about Dad seeing me with my new hair. I bet he’d get mad, but I didn’t care. He wanted me to do this anyway— I was just doing what he told me to, after all.
I continued following Carly, who stopped when we arrived at Carson’s office. She motioned me to go inside and I obliged.
Carson
Hot Boss for the Hot Summer
Jane
“Good morning, sir,” a woman in a black pantsuit greeted my dad as he went inside his office. Damn. Their company has expanded this much already. Well, at least I’m not going to waste my time here— I’m determined to learn something.
“Good morning,” Dad stiffly answered. I’ve read about many boss and secretary romances and honestly, Dad’s secretary was hot, like, bombshell hot. She’s a brunette with big boobs, small waist, and her legs are slender, too. Does Dad think she’s sexy? I think she’s sexy. These are one of the few times that it’s a good thing my dad is as stiff as he is. He might not be the most affectionate guy, but he and Mom never had infidelity issues. The thought made me smile as I followed Dad in his office.
“Hannah, Jane is coming with me on the meeting. You can just continue the paperwork we have for today,” Dad told his secretary.
“Yes, sir,” she nodded, turned around and walked away.
“Why are you taking me to the meeting?” I asked Dad as I took a seat on the sofa inside his office.
“Well, you agreed to be an intern. You’ll take down the minutes,” he answered as he was reviewing some papers on his desk. Yeah, I totally had the choice whether or not to agree.
“So you’re going to be my boss?” I raised my eyebrows. What is he planning? Keeping me on a leash all my life or something?
“Yes. Come. It’s going to start in a few minutes.”
I rolled my eyes at him and followed.
There were only a few people inside the boardroom when we entered. Most of them are in their forties and older but I think they have become better with age, like wine. These are gentlemen and I nodded to a few of them.
I wasn’t able to help but become self-conscious over my appearance. My outfit was a tight black mini skirt with a black blazer thrown over my white shirt. The look is formal enough, but with a classy sexiness, and I could say that I dress better than any of the secretaries.
Dad took a seat and I sat on the swivel chair on his left side. After a few minutes, another gentleman in his forties arrived. Dashing. That was what came into my mind as I stared at him with awe.
Carson
As I entered the room, I noticed a young lady sitting beside John. She must be his new secretary. Young. Curvy. Sexy. I like her, immediately taking note to ask for her later. If she’s an intern, asking for her as my secretary is easy. Nobody ever says no to the CEO, so it’s not a problem.
After the meeting, I watched as John sent away his secretary and rushed over to me. As usual, he talked enthusiastically— eager to make friends and be as close as possible to me. However, I am not that guy. Flattery has no effect on me. He should have known this already, after years of being partners. I do not like people who beg for attention. His secretary caught my attention, though… Hmm… Perhaps today is a different day.
“Carson, sir,” he smiled at me.
“Yes, John. Good morning.” I smiled back, and I could tell he liked it. Some men are like dogs, really. The more you deprive them of something, the more they love you when you offer them scraps— the more they will happily kiss your ass.
“I was meaning to talk to you about a case I was handling lately.” Nah, I don’t get pleased with those strategies. This guy can handle everything on his plate. He must have thought that it would flatter me if he asks for my help.
“Yes, sure. Let’s talk about it over lunch. In the meantime, I was also going to ask you about something,” I told him.
“Sure, Carson,” he beamed.
“I was thinking of getting an assistant for the summer and I’m looking for an intern to help me with a lot of paperwork. Can you recommend someone worthy of the position?” I asked him. It thrills me, this moment of waiting to see if he’s going to bite and offer me his secretary. I’m sure he will entrust me, considering the way he looks up to me even if he was clearly my senior.
“Yes, of course, of course. My daughter.” What? Meh.
“May I see her today?” I just told him politely. I bet his daughter would be as stiffy-do as he is, a conservative Christian perhaps? Not my type.
“Well, she’s here right now.” Whatever.
“Alright. Meet me in my office in ten, then.” I said. Boring. It wasn’t the response I wanted. I walked out of the boardroom and into my office. I guess I have to give him a chance. Fine, I settled and waited.
The phone on my desk rang shortly after.
“Yes, let him come in,” I told the receptionist over the phone.
Jane
“Jane, the CEO wants you to be his executive assistant for the whole summer. I want you to give him the best service you can give. I want you to understand that this is a very big opportunity for you to learn,” Dad said while walking back and forth in his office, lecturing me about how I should not mess up.
I giggled to myself. “Service.” I would gladly give him good service. The CEO, I knew, was the last one who entered the boardroom.
When he entered the boardroom and everyone fell silent. I was in awe. I never imagined that a gentleman of his age could be that debonair in real life. The celebrities I have been fantasizing about are not half as good as he looks.
His hair was grayish-black and it amazed me that he had not put in an effort into hiding his age, trying to look younger. It was so sexy. This confident older man attracted me immediately. His blue eyes appeared as if they sparkled. He was immaculately dressed with the stance of a man who has been through everything and knows what he has.
I felt hot just thinking about, suddenly realizing that we are already at his office.
Dad talked to a secretary stationed just beside the door of the large corner office. She called him over the phone and then signaled us to go inside.
Carson
It’s a surprise, I have to admit. That sexy young woman is John’s daughter. It’s impressive that someone like him could produce such delicious offspring. Impressive.
They came inside the office and I chatted amicably with her father a bit. I told him to leave after we agreed on the job I have for his daughter. He seemed excited, thinking about her career opportunity no doubt. I’m sure his daughter will be much more thrilled.
When her father left, I took a moment to look at her, taking in her curves and youth with my eyes, my hands itching to do the same. The short black skirt she was wearing just barely reached the middle of her thighs. Her ass looked firm. I wondered if she was wearing a thong, that tiny piece of cloth that clings to a wet cunt.
There two or three undone buttons on her white blouse, hinting at the black lacy bra underneath. Ah. A view that I like, something fresh, something youthful, something never corrupted. I wondered if she’s still a virgin.
Moving back around my desk, I took a bottle of whisky and poured a glass for me. I held it in my hand, smelled it for a second and took a sip. I took a few steps towards where she sat.
“Why do you think I hired you, Jane?” I asked, looking straight into her eyes. Let’s see how this goes.
“Because I am qualified?” she answered. Good, confident. Best of all, she isn’t assuming. I’ve had so many women in my life; most of them wanted to trap me into marriage and did everything to impress me. They think that catching an eligible bachelor like me takes aggressiveness and strength. The secret is, I still go to those that challenge me— those that make men chase not by being aggressive but by being shy.
“Yes, you are qualified. Very qualified.” I ran my eyes on her body again, feeling a slight twitch in my crotch. I walked over to my desk to hide it and signaled her to come and sit on the chair in front of the table.
“Thank you,” she said.
“But, another reason is, I would like to fuck you.” Her pupils dilated with a trace of shock and thrill. She fell silent. I could tell she was an innocent, as shocked as she was.
“Don’t worry though. I take really good care of my women.” I stood up and motioned her to follow me.
“And by the way, I’m Carson.”
Jane
Next thing I knew, I was following him to his car. I don’t have the slightest idea as to where we are going but I continued to follow him because I wanted him. Turns out this internship would not be as boring as I expected. I smiled to myself.
Dad smiled proudly when I passed by his office while following Carson. He thought I was being a good girl. Well, he’s right. I’m sure I will be Carson’s good girl when he asks.
The car stopped in front of a pricey restaurant, somewhere I have not been before. It’s an exclusive place, not everybody who has money can eat here. We had a quick breakfast and it amazed me how the richest people live. It left me in awe of him. Never in my life have I thought about being in here. My family is rich, but definitely not this rich.
“So, do you like the food?” he asked.
“Yes, of course,” I answered timidly. I was still overwhelmed with everything, but still had control over my amazement. I did not want him to see me as an ignorant country girl. I wanted him to want more of me, so I was not going to give in just yet.
“Good. I called Carly to accompany you for some errands. I’ll be back at the office for work and I’ll see you in three hours.” He stood up and left me.
What had just happened? Was he turned off?
It was nerve-wracking to be alone in the restaurant until Carly came. She was the girl who had been at the desk outside his office.
“Where are we going?” I asked her.
“To shop and make you beautiful.” That’s it. That’s probably the longest sentence she said during the trip, otherwise responding with just the occasional yes or no.
We went to a spa for thirty minutes, then to a beauty salon.
She instructed the workers on what to do with me. They cut my hair just above my shoulders, straightened it and colored it platinum blonde. I guess Carson didn’t like redheads? My new hair looked good on me. Or, was it just me? Shorter hair usually makes women look older, but I seemed younger without any hair getting into my face. I thought briefly of what my father would say when he saw me again, but quickly dismissed that as we moved on to the next place.
A makeup artist took over my face and well, what could I say, I came out very different — hotter, perhaps. She emphasized my dark green eyes and put a bit of dark makeup around them, a big contrast to my hair. It was a bit loud, but made me feel more powerful. I usually wear makeup, but never this much, because I didn’t think I could pull it off. The stylist even taught me some techniques on how to do it myself.
After the makeover, we went to an upscale boutique, somewhere I hesitated to go and have never been in.
Carly looked at me from head to foot and started picking some sexy, revealing clothes. She bought some lingerie, too. Too bad I still felt uncomfortable with Carly, because I would have tried them on if she didn’t look so stern and strict. It’s why I just let her have her way. She picked some office clothes, too, but they were still tight and revealing.
Everything happened so fast and after three hours, we were already back at the office.
I thought again about Dad seeing me with my new hair. I bet he’d get mad, but I didn’t care. He wanted me to do this anyway— I was just doing what he told me to, after all.
I continued following Carly, who stopped when we arrived at Carson’s office. She motioned me to go inside and I obliged.
Carson
Other books
Nothing But Trouble by Bettye Griffin
Layover in Dubai by Dan Fesperman
The Dark Collector by North, Vanessa
Murder at Willow Slough by Josh Thomas
Burden of Survival: Killing the Dead : Season Two by Richard Murray
Alpha Billionaire by Helen Cooper
Number of the Beast (Paladin Cycle, Book One) by Lita Stone
Not Second Best by Christa Maurice
The Alien Star Chamber (Part One) by V Bertolaccini
¿Cuánta tierra necesita un hombre? by León Tolstói